Chapter 638 The Second Chef Apprentice

"Xiaobai mistakenly ate the god-killing equipment of Qianlongwangting... Now the path of evolution is open, and the evolution time is uncertain. In a short period of time, Xiaobai will fall into a deep sleep. Don't worry about the host."

The serious and serious voice of the system sounded in Bu Fang's mind, making Bu Fang look confused.

Sure enough... Did Xiaobai eat up his stomach?

The path of evolution has started... The evolution time is still uncertain, the meaning of the system is, when will Xiaobai wake up?

Bu Fang rubbed his chin, and frowned involuntarily. According to the system, Xiaobai, the clothes-splitting madman, might not appear again in a short time.

Bu Fang sighed softly, his eyes flickered for a while, and after the system's notification sound disappeared, Xiao Bai lying on the ground began to become transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then gradually disappeared from everyone's sight .

Yang Meiji looked at the disappearing Xiaobai with a look of surprise and uncertainty, what's going on?

What did Bu Fang do? It was a big iron lump, why did it disappear?

Xiaobai disappeared, and Xiaopi, who had been lying on top of Xiaobai's head, fell to the ground, rolling his eyes with a puzzled expression.

It also seemed unclear where Xiaobai had gone.

Picking up the little skin and putting it on his shoulder, Bu Fang glanced at Yang Meiji.

"Aren't you going to the kitchen to train knife skills?" Bu Fang's voice was serious.

Yang Meiji's whole body tensed up, Bu Fang's tone reminded her of the teacher who taught her alchemy before.

Seeing Yang Meiji entering the kitchen, Bu Fang's mouth twitched.

He walked to the bronze door, opened the bronze door, and suddenly the sun shone in, making people feel a little better.

Today's weather is very nice.

Opening the door, the cool morning breeze blows from outside the door, making people want to close their eyes and take a deep breath.

After turning around and returning to the kitchen, Bu Fang began to cook the breakfast prepared for Xiao Hei and Xiao You, drunk pork ribs and dragon blood rice.

Yang Meiji greedily sniffed the fragrance in the air, looked at the freshly cooked drunk pork ribs, couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

Serve out the drunken ribs and dragon blood rice to one person and one dog.

Bu Fang was taken aback suddenly.

Because he found that, from outside the door, two figures rushed in, extremely fast.

These are two rather graceful figures.

"Boss Bu, good morning!" Nangong Wan lifted the veil covering her beautiful face and greeted Bu Fang with a smile.

The other is An Sheng, an alchemist and witch with a hot figure.

This woman's figure is really terrifying, with a towering chest that keeps shaking.

She also looked at Bu Fang with a charming smile at the moment, and said, "Boss Bu, good morning."

Bu Fang tilted his head, a little doubt appeared on his face, what are these two women going to do...why are they looking at him so strangely.

In the distance, Nangong Wuque walked in slowly.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, Nangong Wuque showed a narrow smile to Bu Fang.

That smile, the smiling Bu Fang was covered in hairs all over.

Before Bu Fang could take his gaze away from Nangong Wuque, Nangong Wan and the witch An Sheng approached Bu Fang.

Bu Fang was taken aback. These two women are going to mess with each other? !

"Boss Bu, you have worked hard, come on, sit down and have a good rest."

The witch An Sheng pulled Bu Fang's arm with a smile on her face, and pressed him into place.

Bu Fang frowned.

In the distance, Master Gou and Xiaoyou secretly looked at everything that happened from the corner of their eyes while eating.

It seems... interesting.

With a narrow smile, Nangong Wuque found a seat and sat down directly, crossing his legs, as if he was interested in watching Bu Fang's jokes.

Nangong Wan's beautiful face was full of seriousness, she looked at Bu Fang seriously.

Witch An Sheng also became serious, staring at Bu Fang.

"Tell me, what's the matter..." Bu Fang glanced at the two women and said calmly.

Witch An Sheng and Nangong Wan looked at each other,

It seems that they all saw the spark in each other's eyes.

The next moment, Nangong Wan took a deep breath.

Facing Bu Fang, he said, "Boss Bu! I heard that you are recruiting apprentice chefs here. What do you think of me?"

As soon as these words came out, Bu Fang didn't react for a while, he didn't expect that the two girls rushed to him early in the morning just for this matter.

Witch An Sheng also blinked her eyes, with a look of hope in her eyes.

Are these the two female apprentices sent to the door?

The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched slightly...

It's a pity that there is only one place for an apprentice chef left here, and I don't know which of the two women is suitable.

If someone wants to be an apprentice chef, Bu Fang naturally welcomes them, but he still needs to judge each other's culinary talents.

"There is one more quota, you can only choose one of the two of you," Bu Fang said.

As soon as the words were finished, Bu Fangfang felt a huge change in the atmosphere of the restaurant.

It seems to have become a little tense and confrontational.

Nangong Wan and the witch An Sheng looked at each other, and there was light in their eyes.

"Okay, there is only one place, so how about it, you two go back, each cook a dish, and bring it to me to taste tomorrow." After taking a look at Nangong Wan and the witch An Sheng, Bu Fang said: "I will combine all aspects to choose who becomes the cook's apprentice."

Witch An Sheng and Nangong Wan nodded seriously!

Is this Boss Bu's test for them? !

Since it is a test, they will definitely do their best. This is a war between women and women!

The sparks in the eyes of the two of them burst out, and finally each snorted, sat down after finding a seat, and began to order.

In the distance, Nangong Wuque grinned.

...

Night fell.

Nangong Mansion.

In the kitchen, the lights were still on. Outside the kitchen, there were quite a few maids and servants around. They all looked at the kitchen curiously and whispered to each other.

Nangong Wuque leaned against the stone pillar, looking in the direction of the kitchen rather helplessly.

Nangong Wan has been in the kitchen all night, and she doesn't know what she's messing with in it, and she hasn't seen Boss Bu cooking a dish in the kitchen for so long.

What the hell is that girl doing.

Rumble!

There was a muffled sound.

This caused a group of servants who had gathered outside the door to gasp and take a few steps back.

Nangong Wuque also twitched the corner of his mouth.

"My little sister, why are you so funny?"

Nangong Wuque shook his head, then quietly approached the kitchen, he was suddenly curious as to what happened in the kitchen.

But before he got close, the kitchen door opened.

It was as if a puff of blue smoke floated out from the kitchen, extremely hazy.

In the haze, a graceful figure slowly emerged.

Nangong Wuque's eyes widened, as did the servants and maids.

The next moment, Nangong Wan's figure gradually became clear, and she held a steaming dish in her hand.

Is it really cooked?

Looking at Nangong Wan who seemed to be turning into a little cat, everyone was stunned.

Our young lady doesn't touch Yang Chunshui with her hands, so why did she really make dishes out of it?

A bit powerful!

Nangong Wan seemed a little complacent, Qiong's nose slightly turned up, and she looked at Nangong Wan.

"Brother, come and taste your sister's craft."

Nangong Wuque's eyes widened, and his hair stood on end. This girl actually called him brother... How weird!

...

Star Tower.

Witch An Sheng, as a talented alchemist of the younger generation, has her own place in the Star Tower.

The secret room belongs to the witch An Sheng. The door of the secret room is closed tightly, and no wind can be revealed.

Outside the door, Mu Bai and Jiang Ling stared at each other. Both of them were invited by the witch An Sheng in advance, and they didn't know what happened.

After a long time.

When both of them were planning to leave.

The door of the secret room finally opened slowly, the fire was bright in the secret room, and the smell of dishes permeated the air.

Mu Bai and Jiang Ling looked dull, this is an alchemist, sister... What the hell are you cooking with? !

If Master Gu He finds out about this... the old man must be so angry that he vomits blood! Is this girl planning to abandon Dan and become a cook? !

"Come on, have a taste of this girl's handicraft!" Witch An Sheng's hair was all loose, squinting at Mu Bai and Jiang Lingdao.

This look... made both Mu Bai and Jiang Ling shudder involuntarily, as if they had a bad premonition in their hearts.

...

The next day, Yunlan Restaurant.

Bu Fang blinked, looking at Nangong Wan and Witch An Sheng standing in front of him.

Today, Nangong Wuque was absent.

Bu Fang sat indifferently on the seat, the witch An Sheng and Nan Gong Wan seemed a little cramped, looking at Bu Fang from time to time.

On the table in front of Bu Fang, there were two dishes.

The two dishes are comparable in appearance...

Bu Fang looked at the dish and smacked his mouth.

The system has still judged the culinary talent of Nangong Wan and the witch An Sheng. In terms of culinary talent, the witch An Sheng is better...

Although Nangong Wan's culinary talent is not bad, it seems to be worse than that of the witch An Sheng.

But Bu Fang is still willing to give them a chance to compete fairly.

So Bu Fang picked up the chopsticks, tapped the ends of the chopsticks on the table, and then opened them, first picking up Nangong Wan's dishes.

The dish Nangong Wan cooked this time was braised pork. Although the pieces of meat were cut in different sizes, the color of the dish was very bright.

The chopsticks fell and picked up.

Bu Fang raised his eyebrows slightly, this piece of meat was too old, just a pinch, Bu Fang was able to judge the lack of this dish.

Putting the braised pork into his mouth, Bu Fang chewed it a few times.

The more he chewed, the brows could not help but frown.

This taste... this taste...

poisonous.

The expression on Bu Fang's face twitched slightly, he looked at Nangong Wan with a blank expression.

"Tell me... Did you let Nangong Wuque try the dishes last night?"

It must be for Nangong Wuque to try the dishes, otherwise why would Nangong Wuque not show up today?

This braised pork can only be said...too salty.

After rinsing his mouth with Tianshan Lingquan water, Bu Fangli turned his attention to the dishes of the witch An Sheng.

Seeing this, Bu Fang raised his eyebrows again.

These two women really have a heart that wants to take off in the culinary arts.

One cooks braised pork, and the other chooses to cook drunk pork ribs...

The difficulty of these two dishes is not small.

Looking at Witch An Sheng's dishes, Bu Fang pursed his lips, stretched out his chopsticks, and picked up a piece of meat.

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